Whispers of you into the near air
A sweet flagrance of remorse
or even dispair.
A few echoes of some known whispers
From some unknown lips....
All of the stars and the whole ground
rotate in zigzags, Chaotic.
A whisper produced.
Then gently induced.
From a tacit voice
to....
What am I talking about?
or maybe I'm only,
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This poem was Written by a Friend of Mine. ThankYou Ray! from ThePork it's lovely.. *Smiles*
